We interrupt this regular blog to bring you exciting breaking news–BABE is on her way! We had our first meeting with Southern States mastiff rescue, and within the hour, we heard that BABE is on her way for a trial meeting. If she gets along well with the men and with Charley, she’s our new girl.
Update: It’s official, Babe is home. Babe needs to get used to men, but once we get her over that quirk, I think we’ll be all settled in. She’s two years old, Charley is almost four, so that’s a good span.
It’s so lovely to hear eight big feet again. How to describe a mastiff walking across a tile floor? My sister in law says it sounds like people walking through your house in slippers. shush-shush-shush. (VBG)
The rational part of my brain keeps questioning WHY I’ve brought another 200 pound drooly dog into my very clean house . . . . (she drools more than any mastiff I’ve ever had, but that might be because she’s nervous).
But when it comes to animals, rational never wins. Good thing I have a swiffer wet mop . . .